Humans Never Learn

For everything we do, and for everything done, there is a chain reaction. Imagine the tidal wave a ripple can cause when the action is global related. Shame we can’t live for a few hundred years – you would see it played out. If I drop a piece of litter. And another guy drops a…

Summer’s Child

We swam in the sea, diving deeper and deeper. Brown as berries with skin like copper glass. The cool water refreshed, healed, cleansed. It was our world and we loved it. We licked the salt, encrusted like sea snow, teeny tiny barnacles on our arms, ears, mouth, eyes. It tasted so good. Fearless sea creatures,…

Three Idiots and A Funeral

I am not a bad person, I just have a warped sense of humour. If you’re anything like me you always laugh when disaster strikes, and tragedy turns into hilarity. Burying my parents was hilarious. I was about nineteen when Dad passed away, lost my Mum at twenty one. Funeral #1 I had no money…

The Best Christmas Turkey

The best Christmas Turkey I ever made was from a recipe by Jamie Oliver. Turkey can get dry, so you have to cook it just right. Finding a decent turkey in Santorini is mission impossible. I needed one big enough to feed 10 to 12 people, but it had to fit in my oven. Jamie…

Christmas Kids

This is me and my bro. I think I was about five, maybe six. We loved Christmas – it was so exciting, right? Getting our advent calendars all sparkly and bright, opening the little windows each day. It was great. And then the night before Christmas finally came. Christmas Eve was magical. Mum used to…

A Letter to Bashar, Prince of The Ashes

Dear Bashar, This is little Bashar, Bashar al-Zalfi. He was 10 years old when this photo was taken. He has your name. But he is nothing like you. He believes in peace, you believe in war. He believes in life, you believe in death. He has no money, you have billions. He has no home,…

For Grandma’s Eyes

I don’t say Gramma or Grandma for that matter, Granny is my word. But Gramma is Shell’s word so that is what I’ll use. This is not my Gramma. This Gramma belongs to Shell. And Shell belongs to her. Gramma just had her 97th birthday. Ninety seven summers and ninety seven winters. Ninety seven years…

If You Didn’t Have A Loo

The loo is my favourite room in the house. And the one I use the most. I’m in and out all day long. The loo is my best friend you see. I sit on my little wooden seat, peruse my latest lovely Empire Magazine and while away the day. If you didn’t have have a…